The Restoration of Israel

Verse 1

Arise, great God, and let Thy grace Its beams effuse on Jacob’s race: Restore the long lost scattered band, And call them to their native land.

Verse 2

Their misery let Thy mercy heal, Their trespass hide, their pardon seal; Check in mid-course Thy dreadful ire, And bid its kindled flames expire!

Verse 3

O grant them still Thy love to share; Incline Thine ear, accept our prayer; Cleanse them from unbelief and sin, And gather, too, the Gentiles in.

Verse 4

How long shall Jacob’s offspring prove The sad suspension of Thy love? Say, shall Thy wrath perpetual burn? And wilt Thou ne’er, appeased, return?

Verse 5

Thy quickening Spirit now impart, And wake to joy each grateful heart, While Israel’s rescued tribes in Thee Their bliss and full salvation see!

Verse 6

No longer, heavenly Sire, delay, Thy wonted mercy now display, And let Thy all disposing will Thy people’s steadfast hope fulfill.